() Blood. It spread from the corridor to the inner hall, and even wandered to the outside of the house, the whole room was full of blood, Huang Zixi didn't know where the courage came from, and took a step, in this corridor full of blood, there was hardly a place to put his feet on the wooden floor.

Huang Zixi leaned against the wall and glanced into the room, and his cold gaze swept over.

It's a cold double. He thought about it, and walked to the inner hall, but after a few steps, the soles of his feet were sturdy and tripped, and if he hadn't been careful to put it, he might have to fall into the mud.

Huang Zixi was stunned in his heart, buried his head and took a look, it was okay not to look at it, but after a closer look, it turned out to be an arm, which was frizzy and broken on the ground at the root.

My heart was furious, and in the dark room, I don't know when even the glimmer of the candlestick disappeared. He silently recited the immortals, took a big stride, and quietly came to the inner hall.

Quietly, in the silence, Huang Zixi was sweating profusely. It turned out that unconsciously, Huang Zixi was so frightened that sweat soaked through his coat, he stuck to the wall, panting vigorously, and shouted:

"There's no one left, they're probably gone."

Huang Zixi's voice came to the room, but no one responded, for a while the room was full of gloomy, and there was no light in the room, Huang Zixi shouted a few more times, but there was still no response.

Huang Zixi began to feel that the room was empty, fluttering, and unprovoked fear surrounded his heart.

“…… Hey—" At last he lost his confidence and muttered in an inaudible voice. The fear made him sweat all over his body, and he was about to flee back to his room, but a face appeared in front of him.

Lu Buming.

A sly smile suddenly appeared in the gloomy and gloomy scene, and Huang Zixi was so frightened that he almost didn't catch his breath.

"it." He took a few steps back, sat down on a ball of soft things, took a deep breath, and always felt a strange smell in the air, but Lu Buming didn't chase after him. Looking closely, it turned out that this guy was still tied up strongly, and Leng Shuang brought them out.

"What the hell is your name?" Lu Buming said with a smile: "Could it be that we can still run?" ”

"Yes." Huang Zixi eased his breath, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and said, "They seem to be gone, could it be that they have found a way out?" ”

Huang Zixi stretched out his hand and touched left and right in the dark, trying to find some clues to get out of here, but Lu Buming sneered and said:

"How could it be. Even if it's a murderous house, it's impossible to let me out until the real murderer is found, right? ”

"That's right." Huang Zixi actually agreed with Lu Buming's statement, but was soon interrupted by Leng Shuang's cold voice.

"Don't talk nonsense, how can there be any murderous house."

Leng Shuang brought out the other two girls who were nested in the room, and Zhao Lao Wu also followed last, and came to the inner hall without saying a word, looking frightened.

"Yes." Lu Buming smiled and said, "There is indeed no murderous house. Those idiots didn't run either, stupid, you know it with a little brain. ”

"And where are they?" Huang Zixi asked.

Lu Buming smiled and said, "Under your feet." ”

Huang Zixi broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this, and stood up while saying "Don't joke".

"The candle should just be extinguished, there's one not far from you at nine o'clock, you have a lighter, right?"

Lu Buming said suddenly.

Huang Zixi was a little surprised when he heard this, this kid could still distinguish the direction and distance in the darkness of not seeing things, he stood up suspiciously, stretched out his hand, and groped towards the direction of nine o'clock, and sure enough, he touched the candlestick.

Finding out the lighter again, Huang Zixi lit the lighter with a bang, lit the candle, and the room suddenly became bright. But the black is probably a good thing, at least for them.

The first to be instigated was Huang Zixi, he didn't stand on his legs, as soon as the candle was lit, the surrounding pictures rolled into his eyes like a waterfall, and blood and smelly corpses were spread all over the ground.

Followed by the screams of the girls, Leng Shuang, the only one who was indifferent to this, frowned, although he had expected this possibility for a long time, but he didn't expect it to be so thorough.

All the middle-aged people in the main hall, except for the two people controlled by Leng Shuang, there was no one left, and they became the wreckage of the house. The girls couldn't stand it, and Huang Zixi couldn't bear the impact of this nausea after all, turned around, bent over, as if he was going to spit out his internal organs in one go, and retched desperately.

The girls were no better, the dappled candlelight stirred up in the gloomy room, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and the blood-soaked carpet and surrounding walls seemed to still have the terrifying movement before death.

A spilled line of blood, thin and long, should have been the high-pressure blood stain that only existed when a sharp object cut the artery.

The round blood clots distributed in size are like blooming buds on the carpet, and they are also the same, not large-scale bleeding and broken limbs, there will be no such blood stains.

Of course, the tragic situation of the limbs is too numerous to mention. Soon the three of them vomited together, and their eyes were straight.

The constant tension made everyone seem to ignore the smell of blood lingering in the air, and it was not until after witnessing such a truth that the cerebral cortex began to act, and all the sensory stimuli merged at this moment, violently stimulating their bodies.

Only Lu Buming seemed to have expected it a long time ago, he just squinted, looked left and right and glanced at the past one by one, and after a while, he said a word that was inhumane.

"The number of people is right, 8." From the time the candle was lit, he had only said one thing and done one thing. The number of corpses matched the remaining two, no more, no less, and indeed the number of heads of the ten middle-aged people.

But when he thought that in order to count clearly, Lu Buming had to put all the severed arms and stumps into his eyes, and even the parts of his limbs that were torn apart, and he had to endure the scene of serous flow, Huang Zixi felt sick to his stomach for a while.

When I think of my companions, who were at the same table not long ago, almost having a late dinner together, and now they have become lifeless corpses, this sour feeling that spreads to my stomach is even more violent.

"Don't you throw up?" Leng Shuang glanced at Lu Buming with great interest, and only got this answer.

"You get used to it when you see more, don't you too?" Lu Buming's body is tied up and down, and only his mouth can move, so you can imagine how hard his mouth is.

However, Leng Shuang's eyes turned to Lu Buming, not appreciating, but suspicious: "You seem to know that they will die here." ”

"Just speculation." Lu Buming replied very cheerfully. "You can also see that from the moment he entered the house, this uncle's appearance was very strange, and the rich people who usually come to this kind of banquet are not like this."

Lu Buming moved his legs with difficulty, and kicked his neck on the ass of the "uncle".

Leng clasped his hands to his chest, looked at Lu Buming again, and asked, "Do you know rich people very well?" ”

Lu Buming smiled bitterly, he could be said to be at the farthest distance from the rich, he shook his head and replied: "I don't understand, but I often watch, they like to go to Dongcheng to show off their might, how can the people of Lincheng not know?" ”

Leng Shuang was silent, neither affirming nor denying.

Lu Buming could see at a glance that Leng Shuang was very interested in these, not necessarily because of occupational diseases.

So he whistled and waited for Leng Shuang to come over and beg him. However, he didn't answer for a long time, Lu Buming gritted his teeth angrily and continued: "They are killing each other, it looks crazy, but it can be explained. ”

Leng Shuang glanced back at Lu Buming, squatted down, and observed the man through the candle flame, looking like a conceit that was not afraid of heaven and earth hanging on his face, a dark brown jacket with velvet looked like a hanger, coupled with the arrogant eyebrows and the corners of his mouth, which made Leng Shuang quite unhappy.

"Do you understand?" Leng Shuang asked.

"Originally, I didn't understand anything, but after attending this party, I understood, isn't it obvious?" Lu Buming looked at Leng Shuang and grinned.

"Tell me about it." Leng Shuang said.

Lu Buming knew that the time had come, closed his mouth, and looked at Leng Shuang, at this time she was facing the dim candle flame, and her snow-white face was reflected in dark red, which looked a little charming.

He pouted and shook his shoulders. The meaning of this is obvious, it seems that Leng Shuang wants to loosen himself.

However, Leng Shuang only pretended not to understand, and Lu Buming, who saw it, was anxious, and said: "You have to be a little sincere when you ask someone else a question, right?" You see my situation, how can I tell you? ”

Leng Shuang was silent for a long time, and finally started to untie the ropes on Lu Buming's body in a circle, and stopped abruptly halfway through the untie.

"You speak first." Leng Shuang's words were very few, but the words were sonorous and powerful, and it didn't seem to be very negotiable, Lu Buming cried and said, "Grandma, why do you like to trouble me?" ”

Leng Shuang thought for a while and said, "It's not that I'm bothering you, there are too many suspicious places on your body, and my colleague will come after a while, and you will go with me to make a record." ”

"Do you have to tie it up?" Lu Buming shook his head.

Leng Shuang didn't speak, that is, there was no discussion?

"Okay, count you ruthless." But fortunately, Lu Buming has always been easy to speak, and his ears are especially soft, especially for women. "But I'll give you a word of advice."

Lu Buming leaned into Leng Shuang's ear, and the latter shrank his head back vigilantly, his face changed, and when he almost slapped Lu Buming's face, Lu Buming howled as if pleading.

"Don't, don't, grandma, don't slap your face." Lu Buming shook his head, lowered his voice as quietly as possible, moved his head again, looked at the three people who were still vomiting not far away, and said:

"The police won't be coming for a while." Lu Buming said: "This house is indeed not a murderous house, but maybe there is really a resentment." The resentment hasn't gone away, and we can't get out, but with you, it's much easier. ”

Leng Shuang listened to Lu Buming's "advice", put down the slap that he almost slapped out, stared for a moment, and said:

"You mean, you have a way?"

Lu Buming nodded for a while, shook his head again for a while, stretched out his foot and kicked the "uncle" on the side, and said, "Hey, uncle, don't pretend to be dead, you tell me." ”